"Stop being so long-winded," Wu Ying looked a little struggling, and gestured to the people who were still watching the excitement: "Hurry up and get in, and stand on the small grid at the bottom one by one."

Ning Xiang pouted and glanced at the bottom of the black coffin. She saw that there were indeed several grids at the bottom. She hesitated and saw that Shaoyang had already followed the instructions and took the lead to jump down. She went straight in and stood upright at the last grid.

He immediately followed and jumped down.

Because my whole body was emitting toxins, I stepped down and stood firm, then deliberately tensed my body, fearing that I might rub against Shao Yang.

Wait until everyone is standing behind this strange black coffin.

Wu Ying looked at the remaining three grids and signaled Lu Feng to jump down first.

"If I loosen my strength, will this coffin be closed?"

Lu Feng was cautious and did not follow Wu Ying's instructions, fearing that Wu Ying would make some foolhardy move to sacrifice himself and stay alone.

Wu Ying understood Lu Feng's worry and sneered with hidden emotion: "Don't worry, my skills are enough to allow me to hold the black coffin for a while before it regains its magnetism after jumping down."

Lu Feng finally felt at ease and jumped into the black coffin.

Wu Ying's body was almost squeezed down by his front and back legs.

After landing, as he said, the opening and closing of the black coffin remained open for a short while.

"Fat man~ remember to tighten your belly later!"

"Don't get stuck outside that grid!"

Wu Ying had barely finished speaking his suggestive words, but before Man Zhongli could understand the meaning of his words, there was a sudden movement under his feet.

Accompanied by clanging sounds, pieces of blackboard suddenly erupted from the grid one after another, directly separating the people in the coffin and closing them one by one in the narrow rectangular strips.

Lu Feng felt it for a moment in astonishment. The black gratings that were suddenly raised one after another found that their material should be of the same type as the black coffin itself, and the texture was also unusually tough.

"Is everything okay?"

Lu Feng asked everyone with concern.

But before a response could be sent back, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit me.

Lu Feng glanced at the soles of his feet almost subconsciously.

The bottom plate is still there!

Isn't it the weightlessness caused by this black coffin?

But soon, Lu Feng realized something and was so frightened that his whole body could not help but tremble slightly.

This feeling of weightlessness was not caused by stepping on the air, but by the fact that the rectangular bar he was locked in at the moment was falling!

To be precise, it shouldn't be called a rectangular bar, it would be more appropriate to call it a 'coffin'.

It turns out that coffin within a coffin actually means this!
Chapter completed!